An unexpected Surprise

Prolouge

A year earlier

Mya's POV

My feet pounded against the treadmill as Mary J Blidge sang my rejoice song. 1 mile left. I sped up my running as soon as my legs began to ache. I wasn't stoppin now. My breathing became shallow and I felt myself ready to drop when his words entered my mind. Fat, ugly, worthless. Without realizing it I had began running faster pushing myself way past my limit. The treadmill beeped loud and proud and slowed down until coming to a complete stop. Smiling in completion, i took my long black hair out of the messy bun and let it fall to my shoulders. I picked up my water bottle and took a quick gulp before grabbing the cleaning spray and a paper towel. I started wiping down my machine when someone wolf - whistled behind me.

"Damn girl, can I get your number?" I turned around and was taken aback by his appearance. I mean he was cute with his dark skin, dimples and plump lips but his weed stench, low ridding pants and a wedding band on his finger spoke louder than a cute face.

"Sorry i'm taken"

"He doesn't have to know" he said and I rolled my eyes.

"You see that guy over there" I pointed to the big bodybuilder who was lifting the 300 pound weights like they were fives. "That's my boyfriend"

"W-What?" He stuttered in disbelief and trying my hardest I didn't let the smirk fall onto my face.

"Yeah and he's the jealous type. Broke the last guys jaw. What a shame? So when do you wanna hook up?" I asked going along with the act and with how much this guy was shaking I knew I had successfully scared him.

"About that...." he took off running and I finally let out my laugh before putting back the cleaning supplies and throwing out the paper towel. I felt another tap on my shoulder and when I turned a lady was standing there. She stood a few inches shorter than me so I was guessing a good 5'6. Her complexion was a lot darker than mine considering I was a caramel and she reminded me of a dark chocolate.

"Miss. Summers?"

"Who's asking?"

"A modeling agency" the woman replied confidently like she was actually telling the truth.

"Yeah right. Why would a modelling agency want to speak to me?"

"So you are Miss Summers?" She smiled and I couldn't help but smile back

"Yeah I am" she handed me her card before spinning on her heel and walking right out the gym. I looked down and it read:

Victoria Secret Modelling Agency

Joan Smith

Please contact at

Maybe she wasn't lying. I shoved the card into my pocket before grabbing my water bottle and phone and leaving the gym.

Desmond's POV

"I saw you flirting with her Desmond! Just admit it!" Kelly yelled and I had to pinch the bridge of my nose so I could calm myself down.

"I was not flirting with the girl! Damn why are you so damn annoying?" A slap echoed across the room and I closed my eyes to contain my anger. This chick wanted me to get locked up.

"I'm annoying? I'm annoying Desmond!" She pushed my chest repeatedly and right as she was going to push me again I grabbed her hands and held them tightly. Just enough to get the message across but not enough for me to leave a mark.

"You should go before I do something I regret" I managed to get out through gritted teeth. I let go of her hands and she glared at me.

"If I leave Desmond, don't expect me to come back" I walked to the door before opening it. She gave me once last look before kissing her teeth, grabbing her purse and storming out the door. I shut it behind her before plopping down on my couch. That girl would be back before dinner.